Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Adelaide
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Four knocks sounded. I stood and moved cautiously to the door before peering out the
peephole. The frame was right but I couldn’t see his features. “It’s me,” he whispered, against
the door. Thank the universe for that. I unlocked the door, opening it to allow him passage
inside.
Beck walked in, loaded down with three take–out containers balanced in one hand and the
container of ice in the other.
“What was the point in me buying snacks when you were intent on getting real food?” My
mouth salivated, but my stomach protested.
“You need to eat more then just jerky, real food is important to help you heal faster, and you
need to rest.” he gruffed at me. I picked up my cigarette and took a puff. “That shit’s bad for
you,” he grumbled.
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“Well, it’s been a hell of a week,” I deadpanned. He grunted, but didn’t comment further on
my chosen form of self–harm for the moment. He just sat across from me and pushed one of
the containers over to me.
“Eat, Honey, you look like you are going to pass out at any moment. I closed the knife easily
with one hand and set it on the table next to the ashtray. His eyes watched the fluid
movements.
“Listen, Addy,” he started. I froze. Only he called me that. I felt paralyzed again, as my mind
tunneled down into the memory of panic; the feel of his hands on my skin, the repulsion that
had burned from the inside out, and his wide eyes in the elevator. What had spooked him as
he glared at me in vehemence before he snapped, I’d never know.
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“Adelaide!”
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